Wet enough for Movies for Men

Weather: The Queen needs more sun to fill her handbag with solar power

Pamplona

Followed the trail of the Bull Run through the town.  At one point it crosses the Santiago Pilgrims’ Way, bad planning that.  

The woman at our campsite told us they have 3,000 people staying on the site during the week of the fiesta! 

To get to the bus stop we had a walk along the river and because it was a hot Sunday (like the weather in UK on Weds 19^th) the local Spanish families were happily picnicking under the trees but it looked like they were sitting in the snow because there were white seeds/blossoms everywhere.  

Pamplona doesn’t have a lot to offer to tourists except for the Pilgrims who are well catered for with churches and shops galore.  Unfortunately our last bus back was at 7pm when it felt like everyone else in town was heading for the main square (and eating an ice-cream on the way).  The Spanish do enjoy their Sunday evening promenades.

San Sebastien

Or Donostia – can’t cope with the Basque language.  It doesn’t bear any relation to any other language and just seems to use letters left out in most languages: “x” “k” “z” and the odd “e”.  Very distracting as places have at least 2 names and road signs seem to be in 3 different languages none of which we understood.

But after a wet afternoon in the local town of Zarautz, 

we took the train to San Sebastien  and passed another wet day in a very enjoyable way with a coffee and pastries stop, haircut for 2, bit of shopping, tapas (or pintxos) more tapas and home via the cake shop to buy a little something to enjoy with tea in our lovely new mugs.  My fault it’s pouring with rain really, I got a new sun hat for no good reason at all!!